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I’m watching tree shadows dance across the forest floor, and he is watching me.
Glancing over, I catch his eye. “What? Why are you…”
He grins. “Because you’re beautiful.”
I should roll my eyes. He deserves it for such a cliché line. But it was very sweet. So in spite of his shockingly unoriginal romantic comments, I reach across the space between us and slide my hand into his.
His stupid grin grows wider, and now I can’t help but roll my eyes. “You’re not that smooth.”
He lifts our intertwined fingers, pressing the back of my hand to his lips. “And yet you’re holding my hand.”
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Clichés still win hearts! (at least in my male character’s experience xD)
Hope you enjoyed this random snippet!
Also, happy September!
We’re in the first “ber” month. I repeat, this is not a drill. We’re in the first “ber” month!
*throws a bucket of fall leaves into the air and prances off stage*
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